I’m living bathed in all this rage
Like I want to kill everyone
I’m trapped in a rusty, burned cage
People are aware of what I’ve done
But I haven’t done anything, not yet
I’m just murderous all the time
So why lock me up? I think I’m a threat
Have I crossed the line?
A pounding in my ears
As blood rushes to my head
After all these years
Why am I still not dead?
Loud and vivid hatred
Shining through my cold eyes
As I stare at all the blood
Heeding to echoes of cries
So this is why I’m here
Around me murder was forever near
As I curse the virtuous with death
Until they have breathed their final breath
With my malevolent eyes and dirty face
Being their only last sight
And with infinite sinister grace
I sentence them to eternal blight